The Forgotten Blooming, Angelhabz Sonny [online e book reader .TXT] 📗

The essence of unwanted love

..........CHAPTER ONE........

The Imperial Academy is the most prestigious school in the entire country. All the famous son's and daughters attend this school. They may be new celebrities or may be old ancestry, both rich and famous. I, Yuki Clarise also attend this so called "luxurious paradise" but to me it feels like a being a servant in a mansion. The rich kids think themselves so beautiful, powerful and none shall get in their way, that everyone must by all means follow their orders because of their "status" . They think everyone who is not rich, are not human. I despise these rich folk, but most of all, I despise Haru Ichirou Kamiya. All the girls fawn over him, however I disagree. He's not that handsome. They're all crazy, lunatics. He's nothing special. Yes, he may have the highest grades in all subjects, best in all sports, fluent in 5 different languages including english, french, italian, spanish and japanese and all the members and students of the school adore him and he's the youngest company manager in the country BUT he's not all that, nope. I find it disgusting like the way he makes all the girls cry after they confess to him, he hasn't a single soft bone in his entire body. How cruel. I'm not rich like they are. I live in my own apartment near the school. Its a nice house and I have a part time job. I work as the maid and do some odd jobs in the school and sort out the rude obnoxious rich guys. They call me the "The school's Prefect" There are a lot of messed up rich kids who think due to their status they don't have to follow the rules. Principle can't really say anything as the school runs on the students parent's funds, but I however am not obliged. I am his weapon. I get a different uniform than everyone else so I always stand out, but I am disliked by all, because I am the only one who does not allow their attrocities in the academy. I love my part time job too. To be honest I don't really have a choice. I have to keep my job whether or not I like it, as I need to pay for a living. Nothing is free in this world, as you must already know. It's not easy and its lonely living by yourself, but it was not my choice. I also have a deep secret but I hope no one finds out about it. It makes me depressed, but I will never back down. I always try my best at everything I do. I have to always try my hardest to move on in life and leave my past behind. I won't allow it to haunt me. I am a different person to who I was a few years ago, completely different. I wonder what were to happen if someone did find out my secret. I hope that day never comes.

 

"Okay class. The term is just starting and the school's annual play "Cinderella" will play at the main hall. I can't believe it, but for once OUR class gets to put on a play. So kids, It's time to choose the roles"

 

All the girls squealed in excitement. Haru however hated it all and sighed. As expected from Mr "too cool for anything"

 

"Oh gosh! Yes! For once our class gets to put on a play and it's Cinderella! Yaay! We all know Romeo will be Haru"

 

The girls giggled.

 

" Okay students. I've decided that Haru will be the prince"

 

Haru looked up at the teacher.

 

"What? Why me? Ask someone else to do it"

 

The teacher 'Mr. Young" looked like he was going to cry.

 

"No! You have to! If you be the Prince, more people (girls) will come to see the play and you fit the role too!"

 

He blatantly refused.

 

"But why??"

 

He groaned.

 

"I hate play's. It's pointless and a waste of time. I could be studying instead of wasting time revising lines for a silly play"

 

The boys laughed.

 

"It isn't silly. It's a part of your school work and worth half your grade. I said it now. Your the prince, no objections"

 

Haru looked angry and frowned.

 

"Okay class. Quiet down! Now it's time to choose the role for Juliet"

 

Suddenly all the girls smiled, giggled and kept staring at Haru, who ignored them all and wanted none of this. What a dream it would be for those loser girls to be Cinderella. They didn't think about having the "main lead" but more about being "married" (pretend" to Haru and to have him put the glass shoe on them. Stupid girls.

 

Mr. Young picked a piece of chit from a hat.

 

"The role of Cinderella will go to...Yuki!"

 

Haru turned from his seat to face me. Along with the other class. The girls stared at me, daggers! They were furious! Well good! I hated him as it was, no way. I'm not being Cinderella. I already get called that as it is. Just because I clean around the school and walk around rich kids, they call me cinderella. That's so stupid right?

 

"No thank you sir. I don't mind being something else though"

 

The girls jaws dropped. They couldn't believe my answer.

 

Suka turned her chair around and popped in my face eyes shocked like a fish, "Yuki, are you out of your mind? Don't you know who he is?! He's the son of the richest family in the country! The Kamiya's!! They're almost like royal!"

 

I didn't try to make any expressions on my face.

 

"Yes. I know. Don't you think that's strange? His second name is "Ichirou" yet he's the son of the Kamiya's?"

 

Her eyes twitched. I swear she was gona punch me any moment.

 

"Oh stupid yuki! You should know this by now. Its his mothers old second name. They wanted him to have that name . Haven't you read that in the Kamiya blog before?"

 

I frowned, "no I haven't really. Sounds daft to me"

 

Suka gave up and the girls realised they have a chance of being Cinderella again and all screamed, "pick me! I'll be Cinderella! Please!"

 

Mr. Young scratched his head to think.

 

"Okay okay! Calm down! I have an idea. How about Haru can choose who he wants to be Cinderella. he gets two days to think about it"

 

Haru didn't respond. I could suddenly see the girls glaring at each other. Once friends who are now competition, who will do anything to be Cinderella.

 

"Yuki, please hand out these scripts to each pair"

 

"Yes sir"

 

The teacher wrote things on the board but the students were busy chatting quietly about who Haru will choose to be Juliet.

 

"I saw you working in the courtyard today Yuki"

 

The stuck up rich brat "Erika". Her father is the school's manufacturer and is always giving donations, so she is allowed to do as she pleases.

 

I handed out the books and pretended I didn't care.

 

"What's wrong Yuki? Feeling ashamed? I don't know why on earth they even let you into this school. Your a brass penny amongst the gold coins. It just doesn't work"

 

That did it! How dare she! the rotten egg! No Yuki, keep your cool. I turned around and smiled back at her although I actually wanted to punch her and throw her out of out class window. Its the third floor too. Wow that sounds amazing.

 

"Why Erika. Your beauty is sweet yet your heart is sour. You wonder why they let me into this school but I wonder why the school allows rotten girls with no manners and no simplicity"

 

She clenched her fist.

 

"How dare you! Do you know who..."

 

"I don't care who your are. Get this clear. You are what you are today only because of your family, your parents. Without them you are nothing. If your father lost his post no one will give a crap about you and to be honest right now I don't either"

 

The girls were shocked and stared at Erika while the boys gigged. Except Haru, who stared at me. I smirked at her and carried on giving out the rest of the books.

 

Who the hell does she think she is? She needs to get a life. She's not a princess, more like a rude cow. Just because we are not rich, it doesn't mean we are filth! The nerve! It made my blood boil. No one must ever know my secret. Never. I will push it far away where it will be forgotten.

 

There was a knock on the door and there stood James. He's the guy that works with me.

 

"Oh Yuki!"

 

I bounced up from my chair.

 

"Ah James. Yes?"

 

"I'm sorry to bother you but please can you take these parcels to the correct classrooms. I have to collect something out of school, headmaster's orders. Please?"

 

I looked at the teacher who thought.

 

"Erm very well, you are excused"

 

I ran quickly while everyone's beady eyes watched me out. On my way out I accidently hit Haru's arm.

 

"Oh I'm sorry!"

 

But then I realised it was him and I just looked at him with hatred as I walked out of the room. He seemed confused. He looked at his friend who shrugged.

 

"What's wrong with her?"

 

His friend had no idea and carried on writing. Haru stared at the door.

 

"Her name is Yuki Clarise. But I swear I've seen her somewhere, I can just feel it"

 

The boy sitting next to him is Koutei. he's very good friend.

 

"Where did you see her?"

 

He was quite curious to know.

 

"I can't remember, I just can't put my finger on it.

 

Haru kept thinking. He knows he's seen her somewhere.

 

"Don't worry Haru, I'm sure it's nothing anyway. Trouble is, no one knows her family. She doesn't talk about it. She always refuses to tell who her family is. We just know she lives on her own in an apartment somwhere near school and that she helps around the school doing odd jobs. They call her the "AKA cinderella"

 

Haru thought for a moment. He felt he knew her, or met her before. It troubled him, and also why she disliked him.

 

"Oh I see"

 

Koutei remembered something.

 

"Oh! But guess what? Rumours say, she left her family, some say THEY left her. No one knows the truth but we know that she does keep a dark secret. Must be why she tries so hard at school and everything else"

 

Haru turned his head to the window. What it is about her that makes you wonder, that she has a secret.

 

"Okay that's enough. I don't care about girls anyway"

 

There's so many boxes! It's going to take me forever to get these done. Well then I better get started. I pulled the heavy trolley full of boxes and parcels to each room. God it's so heavy! Took me an hour at best. It's the last one. I'm so exhausted! The class must be finished by now. Something soft fell on my hair. What's that? I pick it up and see that it is a flower petal from the cherry blossom tree. People forget beautiful things when they are moving so fast in life. They walk straight past it. They ask for something beautiful but forget it's right there. These rich kids, think the only beautiful in life is money and status. They need to realise the things they already have and the things God has given them. Beautiful things don't last long. Like this tree for example. No matter how beautiful it may seem, the cherry blossoms will not last. As these pretty leaves are falling. No one can stop it. You need to hold them while it lasts. I smiled while a gentle breeze flew across my body making the petals fall even more. It's like pink snow.

 

'Ka-chak'

 

Huh? What was that noise I just heard. I turned around confused, and he was there. That idiot Haru.

 

"Do you know how stupid you look?"

 

He showed me the picture on his